Wishing Restaurant didn't want to explode

A delicious breakfast is the perfect start to the day.

Chi Jiajia, who is full of food and drink, is full of energy all day long, and the efficiency is so high that the team leader looks sideways:

Is this girl drinking Red Bull?

As soon as the off-duty time came, Chi Jiajia couldn't wait to pack her backpack and run outside.

At this time, her long-silent gourmet genes have been frantically mobilized, while reminiscing about the radish pancakes in the morning, while thinking about what surprises will be in the evening.

But having said that, where did the boss meet?

It feels vaguely familiar.

Before entering the store, Chi Jiajia was struck by the complex aroma that rushed towards her face. After taking a deep breath on the spot, she sighed with emotion: "It smells like meat!"

The sky is a bit gloomy, the air is wet and sticky, it seems that it will rain at any moment.

Cooking meat dishes in this kind of weather is definitely a challenge, because for office workers who are tired all day, the unique greasy meat greatly affects their appetite.

But now, Chi Jiajia felt that she could swallow half a pig.

After entering the door, I found that there were already two tables of guests inside, one was the landlord Aunt Zhao, and on the other was a table for six people, there were five high school students in sportswear, who were teasing the pretty girl I saw in the morning with their teeth and claws. .

The dark-skinned boy weighed the basketball in his right hand, and suddenly tossed it lightly, and the basketball obediently landed on the tip of his index finger and spun.

He flicked hard with his left hand, and the basketball spun faster.

The little girl let out a wow, and her big black grape-like eyes were full of wonder.

The black-skinned boy gestured for her to stretch out her finger.

The little girl did as she did, and her tender and short index finger looked like a peeled asparagus, shining brightly under the light.

The black-skinned boy approached the basketball, and couldn't help laughing.

The size of the basketball is in stark contrast to her fingers, like a toothpick under a huge tribute ball...

The basketball stopped on the little girl's fingertips for about half a second, and then rolled away.

"Oh..." she sighed regretfully.

Don't go, Qiuqiu!

Everyone laughed.

The black-skinned boy bent down to pick up the basketball, swished it on his fingers, and looked more and more complacent. He leaned forward and sent the ball to the little girl, "How is it, brother, isn't he good?"

The little girl nodded, but after looking back at the store owner, she immediately changed her words firmly: "Uncle is the most powerful."

Everyone burst into laughter immediately.

The fair boy who came with him said with a smile: "Old Ji, forget it soon!"

Aunt Zhao was taken aback, "What's your name?"

It's okay if you don't ask, but when you ask, the faces of those teenagers suddenly become strange.

The basketball boy's face was bloodshot, and he looked very embarrassed.

"Hey, what, my surname is Ji."

Chi Jiajia found a seat and sat down, when the boss rarely interjected, "Is it Ji Changji, a common surname in ancient times?"

The black-skinned boy nodded violently, feeling a little proud.

Chi Jiajia thought that would be great, what a rare surname, it sounds inexplicably noble.

However, his companion suddenly laughed and said, "Boss, please ask him what his name is hahaha!"

Liao Chu vaguely understood.

It is estimated that the first name does not match the surname, and the gap is too great, so I am ashamed to speak.

Before the boy surnamed Ji could stop his companion, someone shouted, "Hahahahaha Ji Peng!"

The teenagers in basketball uniforms laughed wildly.

Chicken coop? !

Even Chi Jiajia, who had just entered the door, couldn't hold back anymore, and burst out laughing.

The store quickly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Guoguo is still young and doesn't understand what the chicken shed means.

But everyone was laughing, the little guy looked at this, looked at that, and laughed silly along with it.

Ji Peng blushed and explained, "It's the one with the bird, the one with the big one spreading its wings..."

But it doesn't help.

He thumped his thigh angrily, out of grief and indignation:

"So it is said that feudal superstition kills people! When my mother was pregnant, she went back to her hometown to visit relatives, and met a fortune teller, who said that the child would have the potential to spread its wings in the future..."

The companion winked and said, "Young man, I think you have the potential to spread your wings, so why not call me Jishi..."

Ji Peng was furious and beat him violently.

Everyone laughed enough, and Chi Jiajia had time to ask, "Boss, are there any more shredded radish pancakes?"

Liao Chu shook his head, "That's breakfast, it's gone."

Practice has proved that the distance between diners does not affect the collection of satisfaction points.

Chi Jiajia couldn't help beating her chest and stamping her feet.

Ji Peng was shocked, "Boss, your store actually sells breakfast!"

Liao Chu nodded and pointed to the upstairs, "I will live upstairs temporarily, so if there is no accident, I will cook three meals a day."

Ji Peng turned his head to look at Chi Jiajia, "Sister, are the shredded radish pancakes delicious?"

Chi Jiajia kept secret, "Guess."

A group of teenagers suddenly screamed.

People often realize the preciousness of their school days only after entering the society. Looking at this group of younger brothers, Chi Jiajia also felt that she suddenly became younger.

"Boss, what are you having for dinner tonight? Is it braised pork?"

Liao Chu took out a few pieces of dough from the basin on the side and stretched it quickly, "Strictly speaking, it is roasted pork, which originated from Shandong cuisine. I added a little bit of my own recipe. It can be eaten alone with wine, or it can be served with noodles and rice. , or make sandwiches."

While talking, a chubby ball of dough has been rapidly deformed at his fingertips. After being folded and stretched several times, it has become a long, slender noodle.

Liao Chu flicked his wrist, and the excess flour fell like snowflakes.

With another shake, the noodles jumped into the boiling water pot next to them, writhing and dancing, like a dragon in the white water.

"Noodles or steamed buns? Both are delicious." He asked Chi Jiajia.

The past few days are mainly to test the tastes of diners in this area, so he also made another pot of slightly harder noodles, which can be baked in a clay oven.

Chi Jiajia held her head in pain, "Ah, ah, the difficulty of choosing will kill me."

"Satisfaction value minus 1".

Liao Chu froze, can this f*ck be reduced?

"A good chef should have the ability to observe meticulously. Please don't artificially create distress for the diners."

The voice that only he could hear calmly prompted.

Shouldn't this kind of thing be reminded in advance?

The other party immediately replied, "Isn't this kind of thing the basic quality of a mature chef?"

Liao Chu: "..."

Are you the reincarnation of a lever?

Chi Jiajia turned to look at those high school students, "What do you eat?"

When adults hesitate, they often habitually seek help from those around them, but usually there is no result.

Hearing Ji Peng sneer, "Heh, what choice do adults make? Of course they have to!"

I'm sixteen!

Chi Jiajia gasped, showing envious eyes.

It's nice to be young!

People over 25 tend to gain weight, especially at night, so we must pay attention.

"Then I want steamed buns, no, no, noodles!"

On a hot day, eating soup with water, sweating, and going back to take a shower is the best.

Sweat can also beautify the skin, hehe.

Aunt Zhao looked at the children in front of her laughing and joking, and her mood improved unconsciously.

Chi Jiajia went to scan the QR code to pay the bill, and her eyes were attracted by a large vat of red chili oil next to her, "It smells so good, boss, did you make it yourself? The aroma is so unique and complicated."

It is a very clear and transparent bright red color without any black residue. It is neither pungent nor bland when you inhale it in one breath.

An excellent jar of chili oil.

Before Liao Chu could speak, Guoguo walked over, raised her head and said seriously, "Uncle did it himself, Guoguo saw it with his own eyes, and Guoguo even sneezed several times!"

When she said this, her little nose was still wrinkled, as if recalling the pungent taste of boiling chili oil.

Spicy food is more likely to irritate the nasal cavity when it is heated, and the nasal mucosa of children is more fragile than that of adults. Liao Chuyi told the little guy to stay away at first, but she didn't listen. She sneezed a few times before learning to behave .

"With four kinds of peppers, the layering will be richer."

The chili oil mixed with four kinds of chili sounds very powerful.

All the diners had an expression of confusion.

The ramen doesn't need to be cooked for too long. Liao Chu poured a spoonful of red palm oily broth into the bowl, quickly cut a plate of roasted pork and put it on the table, "If you don't have enough noodles, you can continue."

The roasted pork has been completely soaked in the broth, and the dark reddish-brown color permeates every fiber.

The long slow simmering made them frighteningly soft, and they trembled after being spread, like crystal agar.

Guoguo people are not big addicts, and Xiao Zui Ba Ba wants to taste everything.

It happened that Aunt Zhao wanted to maintain her figure, so Liao Chu scooped up chopsticks noodles for each of them, and divided a steamed bun into two halves.

"Add 2 to the satisfaction value," said the voice, "from a middle-aged female diner's affirmation of the flexibility of the host."

Liao Chu was expressionless.

Chi Jiajia was extremely envious, and thought that next time, I would ask someone to fight with me...

Today, Guoguo uses the children's practice chopsticks that she just bought from Aunt Zhao's supermarket. The little girl wears a bib and picks up the noodles in an almost pious manner.

Naihe Noodles was a bit irritable, so she smacked her face with paste, and after a while, half of her face was stained with sauce.

Liao Chu served a bowl of noodles himself, and after sitting down, he wiped the children's faces with a wet tissue.

Guoguo obediently raised her head and wiped it for him, and took a new one with a face, "I'll wipe it for uncle too."

As he spoke, he slapped Liao Chu's face with fury.

Liao Chu stopped it without laughing, "Let's eat, uncle will come by himself."

It was almost poked in his nostrils.

Guoguo bit a piece of pig's ear, her little face was full of satisfaction, but after a while she suddenly became sad again.

"What's wrong?" Liao Chu asked.

"Is this a pig that is not picky about food?" Guoguo blinked, it was delicious.

Ke Guoguo is not picky eaters, will she be caught and eaten?

Liao Chu: "..."

It seems that we should be careful in telling stories in the future.

Compared with the finished dry noodles on the market, one of the biggest advantages of hand-pulled noodles is that the surface is rough, can absorb the soup, and the whole is more firm and springy.

Chi Jiajia took a sip of soup first.

Bone-flavored meat and spices are fragrant, with a strong fragrance. The slightly hot soup slides from the mouth all the way through the throat, and the heat is slowly dissipated from the internal organs. The [-] pores on the whole body are comfortable and comforting instantly. It revealed her vicissitudes of being repeatedly made things difficult by Party A.

Take another bite of roast pork.

Wow, the lean meat is soft and glutinous, the fat meat is elastic, and it melts with just a little inhalation!

There is no greasy taste in the worry, and the word "fat but not greasy" is really used to the extreme.

Fragrant!

She wiped the thin sweat from her forehead, and carefully poured a little balsamic vinegar and a spoonful of red chili oil into it.

In fact, she is not very good at spicy food, but she can't live without it. She is really addicted to food.

Hi, sour and spicy is what it is!

The surface of the noodles is covered with soup, the reddish-brown color shines brightly in the setting sun, and the gentle heat silently releases the temptation:

eat me eat me...

With one sip, Chi Jiajia was almost moved to tears:

Ah, this is the satisfaction of carbs!

"Boss, do you have iced drinks tonight?" Ji Peng asked, sweating profusely, tugging at his collar.

The unidentified companion raised his head and asked, "Don't you like some iced drinks?"

Ji Peng said seriously, "You don't understand."

All day long, he couldn't forget the cup of lemon iced tea he drank last night, and he even made an exception to buy a cup from the supermarket in the school, but it didn't taste like that at all!

Liao Chu went to help them adjust the direction of the air conditioner, and harvested a lot of light blue emotional fruits by the way.

Sure enough, the young people are more emotionally exposed.

Well, it smells like sea salt, a little sweet and a little salty, very refreshing, like the autumn morning breeze, just like a young man full of energy.

There were quite a lot of people today, so Liao Chu cut two light blue fruits and took a sip. It really tasted like sea salt soda.

It's so pure, as if you can feel the sea breeze blowing in your face when you close your eyes.

However, if this is the case, it seems a bit flimsy.

After thinking for a while, he took out a lemon from the freezer and cut it into thin slices, and ordered a little mint juice.

perfect.

A pool of light blue soda is quietly lying in the transparent glass, and the cool air on the outer wall adds a hazy halo out of thin air, making the thin lemon slices inside have a poetic flavor.

Chi Jiajia fell in love with him immediately, "Boss, I want it too, how much?"

Liao Chu poured her a glass, "Try opening for the first three days, drinks are free."

Chi Jiajia gave a thumbs up, "The boss is grand."

After a tiring day in the high temperature environment, why not have a glass of sea salt soda with a rich taste at this time?

With this skill, you can make a lot of money by opening a beverage store alone!

Almost forgot to take a picture!Chi Jiajia regretted.

Fortunately, there is still time.

She tried her best to restore the roasted pork noodles that she had just eaten, then adjusted the angle of the sea salt soda she had just received, quickly pressed the shutter, edited the picture below and uploaded it to Moments:

Discover a hidden gem restaurant!

Liao Chu subconsciously observed the reactions of the diners, and unexpectedly discovered that after Chi Jiajia finished drinking a glass of "Sea Salt Lemonade", a golden stream of light flashed across her body.

gold?Is it a fluctuating emotion?

But hasn't it always been just taste, how come there is color all of a sudden!

He recalled the experience of the past 20 years, and confirmed that such a situation had not occurred, and when he wanted to look more closely, it was gone again.

illusion?

"Congratulations to the host for triggering a rare buff."

Liao Chu was silent for a moment, "What?"

The voice seemed to be silent, and after a long time, he asked back: "Has the host never played a game?"

Liao Chu's answer was straightforward and decisive, "No."

The sound just disappeared.

On the way back, Chi Jiajia inadvertently glanced at the magazines displayed in the shop windows on the street, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to his mind:

Damn, she finally understood why the boss looked familiar!